His shroud was damp, his face was white: He said,-"I cannot sleep, Your tears have made my shroud so wet; Oh, mother, do not weep!" Oh, love is strong!-the mother's heart Was filled with tender fears; Oh, love is strong!-and for her child Her grief restrained its tears.
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It is very difficult to explain what takes place in me when I see or hear anything majestic which allows no doubt that it proceeds from the actualization of Our Maker Creator. Each time, my tears flow of themselves. I weep, that is to say, it weeps in me, not from grief, no, but as if from tenderness.
G. I. Gurdjieff
